
chestnut flicked in amber
to tease and taunt of eye
stonewater crest elder oak
shadow slip past of my
dream her wrapped arms
on arms in arms against
the coming gale
hollow you, broken child
stolen child, darkling
of the vale
none of this exists until
you lean in and ask
given to fever in drift
flowing over in waves
my jaw aches for silence
wired shut
you dream in a
wordspun heaven only
a breath away
lean in, ask
sell me rose of sanctuary
in rainsoaked night
help me forget in rhythm
as you pull me in under
the afterglow neon lights
and grant me sweet release

pinprick crimson welling
nearly night for richness red
leaving behind chants & cantrips
trailing bright against snow
dragging, we cut tether with
leather-strapped bone
weary, we rest
drawing warmth from mother sun
A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is thurisaz, which has several core translations: “thorn” or “giant”. The rune is often associated with pain or discomfort (often for an important transitional or transformative reason) or raw power that may be destructive. It is also considered protective, regenerative, and is frequently associated with women’s menstrual health.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
10.55: Oh, bother.